Kiersten’s Blog

If you’re a long time blog reader of mine, you’ll remember the story of the bike of Taylor’s that was stolen and then stolen back by Taylor.  That was almost 2 years ago.  The bike has since been smashed into our carport (because I forgot that it was on top of the car) so the front fork had to be replaced.  I just realized I never blogged about that.  There’s probably a reason.  The bike has also been ridden hundreds of miles to and from work, as well as a 50 mile ride with my dad and uncle on my dad’s 60th birthday.  This bike has a lot of history.  It seems, however, that its life with us may have come to a close.  Sadly, it was stolen again.  Taylor rode it to work on Thursday and locked it up.  Since I was near his work that evening, I picked him up, but we had forgotten to put the bike rack on top of the car, so we had to leave the bike at Taylor’s work.  That was fine.  He would just drive to work the next day and bring it home then.  The problem was, when he went to get the bike to take it home the next day, it wasn’t there anymore and there was no sign of a struggle; no broken lock pieces or anything.  Unfortunately that was Taylor’s main form of transportation to and from work.  I wonder what the odds are of him finding it and stealing it back . . . again.